Saturday 23 January 2010

I love everyone.

Even in your quietest moments,
I feel you,
and behold you;
I love everyone.

All my friends
are superheroes
with immeasurable superpowers,
and they cry in the night.

I love everyone
and I love the developing
nature of reality,
unfolding before my feet.

All my friends
are superheroes
with eyes like diamond dust,
spilling out when they look down.

I love everyone,
even in my most confused moments;
even when I don't smile.
I love everyone.

All my friends are superheroes
with dulled powers
they've forgotten how to wield.
But I still love them.
And I love everyone.

They're mathematical equations
carried on a breath of elation.
All my friends and enemies
are superheroes,
and I love everyone.

2 comments:

  1. Robert,

    I am humbled by your remarks about 'hey, murder'. As I promised, tommorow, Saturday, I will work on your poem. I must say that you have revived me somewhat; perhaps enough to continue doing some writing. More than you can know, I thank you......Alan (old pajamas)

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  2. Robert,

    Sorry, misspelled 'tomorrow'.

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